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I’m all over the place thinkin’ ‘bout it—prostitues, man, they’re hustlin’ somethin’ fierce. Ain’t glamorous, don’t let nobody fool ya. Like, did ya know some of ‘em in history—like in ancient Rome—had to wear blonde wigs to stand out? Wild, right? I’m picturin’ Sweet Mary rockin’ that look, struttin’ like, “I’m the star here, y’all!” Makes me chuckle, but then I’m pissed again—why’s it gotta be like that? “You can’t fix what you don’t face,” Dr. Phil’d say, and these gals, they’re facin’ hell daily.

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As the day winds down, I’m walking back to my car, and I can’t help but smile. Sure, it was a rollercoaster of emotions—anger, joy, surprise—but that’s what makes life interesting, right? Nidzica, you wild little town, you’ve got my heart. I’ll be back for sure. Just maybe next time, I’ll stick to the mountains. Or not. Who knows? Life’s an adventure!

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